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4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command:
Vast as eternity Thy love;
When rolling years shall cease to move.
12 10, 12 10, Irregular. WORSHIP the Lord in the beauty of 10
holiness! Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim; With gold of obedience and incense of lowli
Kneel and adore Him, the Lord is His name. 2 Low at His feet lay thy burden of carefulness;
High on His heart He will bear it for thee, Comfort thy sorrows, and answer thy prayer
Guiding thy steps as may best for thee be. 3 Fear not to enter His courts in the slenderness
Of the poor wealth thou wouldst reckon as
thine; Truth in its beauty, and love in its tenderness,
These are the offerings to lay on His shrine. 4 These, though we bring them in trembling and
fearfulness, He will accept for the name that is dear; Mornings of joy give for evenings of tearful
ness, Trust for our trembling, and hope for our
5 O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness!
Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim; With gold of obedience and incense of lowli
ness, Kneel and adore Him-the Lord is His name.
J. S. B. MONSELL.
E children of the Father,
Ye cannot come too nigh.
Made bold by His own might,
2 Throw every power and passion
Into each song, each prayer;
Let all your strength be there!
Your inmost souls outpour!
Within the veil adore !
3 Thou openest, Lord ! we enter;
Thou callest; lo! we come.
And find our Lord at home.
Here, close we wait on Thee,
"Twill be Thy face to see.
T. H. GILL.
LM 5 1 E
In all your dignity divine; Before your Father ye appear: Beneath your Saviour's smile
ye shine. 2 He made you priests, He made you kings :
These robes He wrought, these crowns He
wove; He gave you all these glorious things
Himself, the great High Priest above. 3 Come, gladsome in the robes He wrought!
Come, glorious with the crowns He wove! Ne'er from your high estate be brought
Ne'er from His full embrace remove ! 4 Yield up to no usurping priest,
One gift that cost the Lord so dear : Enjoy the fulness of His feast !
Make at His table gladsome cheer. 5 In all your dignity appear
While ye show forth its awful price:
Make of yourselves sweet sacrifice. 6 Your bodies yield, your store present,
Your souls bestow, your spirits bring. All odorous with the incense lent
By the High Priest's one offering.
T. H. GILL.
1 of the
Ye of the Saviour sought,
Whose raiment He hath wrought;
Ye who have known
The Spirit's might;
The Spirit's light! 2 Ye people of the Lord
Who in His love abide;
Your costly store!
Together, soar! 3 Glad heart, repeat to heart
The story of thy peace : Each dear delight impart ! Each dear delight increase!
Thy foes o'erthrown,
Thy sins forgiven,
Thy fetters riven ! 4 Tell of that saving hour;
Tell of His smiling face !
Souls loved so well,
Come near! Come near! O hear and tell !
O tell and hear ! 5 In love, together meet;
For joy, together sing;
The Lord's dear praise
6 In linkéd praise and prayer
Your heaven on earth begin :
From strength to strength
T. H. GILL.
S.M. 1 STAND up and bless the Lord,
Ye people of His choice;
With heart and soul and voice. 2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
And laud and magnify? 3 Oh for the living flame
From His own altar brought,
And wing to heaven our thought ! 4 There, with benign regard,
Our hymns He deigns to hear:
The spirit feels Him near.
And His salvation ours;
With all our ransomed powers. 6 Stand up and bless the Lord;
The Lord your God adore;
Henceforth for evermore.